Recently I’ve started to panic about life after graduation. Who knows where we’ll be? Who knows if Jarom will be able to find a job at all? I play out unlikely but worrisome scenarios in my head, growing more and more desperate as I go on.

Last night I went to bed at 8. Well, at 8 I laid down in bed and cried because I was worried about being broke and hopeless later this year. Then I prayed and pleaded for things to somehow work out. Then I went to sleep.

Today we got Jarom’s W-2 in the mail and I sat down to file our taxes. And it turns out we should be getting a hefty refund, enough to see us through at least 5 months with no other income. It’s a perfect safety net. Perfect timing. And really, an answer to a prayer.


I think I said this before, I woke up with a bad cold on the first day of school. It’s been 2 weeks and things are not much better. I vaguely remember that I felt ok for the few days we spent at home at the end of vacation…but the idea of having energy and motivation is now foreign. Yesterday I got a splitting headache in the afternoon, so I took some Excedrin. Its effects last a long time for me. My headache was gone for the rest of the day, but I was awake (despite being exhausted) until at least 3am. Tossing and turning. Every time I started falling asleep I got violent chills. Yuck. So this week probably won’t have exciting posts…I just want to catch up on sleep!


Can you believe this is my last semester of school? Ever? (Probably.) Jarom has no finals, but he does have a 30-page paper to write and then The Bar. (Yes. In capitals.) This is what my semester looks like…

Soc 339, Theories of Social Change. For whatever reason, this course was previously called Soc 429, and it still fills the requirement for 400-level courses. But it has no final exam, is taught by a really laid-back professor I’ve had before, and looks like it will be a good end-of-school-career class. I have it Tuesdays and Thursdays right around lunchtime. Downside: I’m usually busy getting the kids ready to go to the sitter’s house before I go, and although I pack lunch for them, I don’t get something for myself. Today I grabbed some honey roasted peanuts and a Jack Link’s beef steak (like a Slim Jim but more real) from the little store in the Wilk, but when I got to class I found out that “peppered” beef steak means PEPPERED. I took one bite and my mouth is still burning, 10 minutes later. (That’s right – I’m in class right now. The professor is out of the country until next week, so we’ve been having guest speakers tell us all about international internships and field studies, none of which I can do. So don’t blame me for being distracted.)

Soc 490R, Sociology of Suffering. I’m taking this from my favorite professor, the one who teaches the core theory courses. Total: 4 classes from him. This class is official titled “Sociology of Suffering: Nietzsche, Weber, Suffering, and the Moral Order of Modernity.” So far, fascinating. I have this Mondays and Wednesdays in the afternoon. Which means…no class on Fridays!

Soc 350, Introduction to Social Psychology. My very last required sociology class. I couldn’t get in to the section I wanted, so I’m taking this through independent study. Don’t worry, I have everything planned out so I’ll definitely finish it on time and graduate in April. (Hooray!!)

The big question, of course, is what happens after graduation? So far, we don’t know. I’d love if the answer is “Jarom gets a decent-paying job in or near Provo so we can just stay put instead of having to move,” unless of course it is decent-paying enough that we can move out of the basement. Finally.

Whatever happens, I can hardly wait until the semester is over!